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ACTORS NAMES.
WIR King of Greece, and. Hnosband to
Q. Helen, engaged in a Ten Years War in
the S:cge of Troy, in Revenge for the Loſs of tx;
Queen, ſtol!en from him by Paris Son of K. Pris,
and living within the Walls of 7rsy, in publick
Adulrery with bim. PARRA |
ras K. of Thrace, one of the Grecian Prince,

gag'd in the Quarrel of K,Mmelaxs, the po!;.
ick Manager of the woodetrf” H6tſe, buile by ri:

Greeks, and left behind them in their feign'd Rc.
great fram before the Walls of Troy.

Paris, A Trojan Prince, living 10 the adultc-
xous Embraces of Queen Helen.
'-. Sion, A cunning Grecian, ſo zealous for the
Service of his King, that he eur off his Lips, a;4
| Ears, and \Noſe, diſmembring his own Pace, be-
ing lefe bonnd in Irons, under the Belly of ©:
wooden Horſe, to be'thereby the better enable,
from the , Sight of ſuch barbarous Sufferings, :-
render himſelf che nnſuſpeted Obje& of their
_ Pity 0 the 714% Spettators; from thence by |;
a*tful Tears and moving Eloquence, to infinus':
himſelf into cheir eaſy Belicf, as to perſuade then
to draw the Horſe within the City of Troy,

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Helen, K. Menelaus's Wife, and Miſtreſs to Par:

Coſſanira, A Virtio Davghterwf K. Priar, +1
exalted CharaQer'6f Piety and Vertue, inſpired ty
the Gods with- the tine Spirit of Prophecy, -:
never believed 3 # vehemente Profecutor-of Parir

and Helen, for ehsir lew'd and wicked Livyzs, and
foretelling the DeftraQion of Troy, is a-Vengearce
hanging over their"Heads; foPvrfitic impions and
hardaed. Adultery. __'__ JET EE

_”Pemesr, The Goddeſs ef Love, a Patranels. tn
and Helen.” j "HE
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The Curtain is drawn up, and diſcovers K. Menelaus,
Ulyfles,. 4r:cndauts ani Guards, |

The SixtGt of TROY.
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N Ever were Wrongs l:ke mine ! an impious Wife, |
The Pleaſure once, now Torment of my: Life. }
Why in his Crimes do's ſtill ch' Adul-erer reigy? _
And why for ten long Years have I in vaig,... _
'Gainſt Troy's proudWalls my feeb'e Vengeance palhr,, |
Ulyſ. Droop tot, prear Sir for ten Years, Labolis lof, | |
When a f:w Days now ſeal the Fate ct Troy.,..,.
Look forwards, Sir, to that prodigious Eegine- -,
Gf Troy's DeſtruQion, that tall wooden- Horſe... |
We bave prepar'd, in whoſe dark Womb of Fate, © | |
Five hundred geherous Volunte:rs all wait, | ;
All all one Stroke to give the fatal Blow.

Tok Pilots I co Glory ſteer. (found.
USftGender, Sir, wbat managing Hand I've
To mew this vaſt Machine ; the honeſt S:inon ;
A Manga bearty in your Royal Cauſe, |
cM SpLifmembred ever! his very Face, _
Coraitiis Eips and Noſe, and torn his Eyes out 4
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4 "The Szepe. of 'Troy.
That by his moving Looks and ar:ful Tears

He may fo lull tie credulous Trojans Ears

To draw that fatal Horſe within their Walls.

K Now Fate, curſt Troz, for Deſtru#isn calls :
Revenge, O dear Rewverge, guide my keen Sword
To the adulerous Helen's canker'd Heart ;

And Oh! 'cwill give me more divine Delight,
Than 4'] the Raptures of ter Bridal Night.

.... Ui, Our Army thus retir'd, drawn oft from 7rc;,
Think what Security do their huſhr Fears enjoy-

K. Thu: far our Plot ſucceeds ; thi: falſe Retreat we
Only to come with greater Vengeance back (mas

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SCENE II:
Enter Briſtle, a Cobler, and bir Wife.

- , Briftle. I tell you once for all, you ſhall not go.

- Wife. Nor go to ſee the gieat Horſe the Greci.
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© Briflle, To be Hors'd o_ ſeIf, you Jade : What |
becauſe the Grecians have lefe a wooden Hori:
bebind *em, and ate all march'd off like Afi: $
themſelves, you muſt be galloping amongſt the
__ _ Mob, muſt you ? to fee Sights, wich a Pox tt

yow ! Gert you home to your Wheel and ſpin,
or 1'1] fo maul you — TE: |

Wife. © Spin ! ah, 'twas a curſed hard Thread
I ſpun when I marcy'd ſuch a Cobling.Rogue, '
a Rogue that Back beats mie, and Relly-ſtarves
me to5, a fribling, ſne.king, fumbling Rogur,
that has got me bur one Cnild in twenty: Years,
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Wife. Well, 1 am reſolved 1 will go abroad,.

ard this Sight, though the Devil ſtay at home and
piſs out the Fire. |

Brifile Will you ſo | Then I'm reſolved I'll

give your Whore's Hide ſuch a Lick of Styrrup

Leather 'cill I make your own Devilſhip piſs ic
our.

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Wife. Help ! help! Murder !
Wi:hin. Huzza! buzza !
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1 Mob Dſpeaking© The Horſe ! the Horſe ' the Horſe 7 '
2 Mb Pall ee The Greek: 'the Greeks 'che Greek;Z >
3 Mob Dther ; All run, run, run !
Briſtle, Hold, hold, hold, Neighbours. Let one
Man ſpeak at once,

. _ Ay, ay, let our Neighbour Brifle ſpeak
rſt.

Briſtle, Then mark me, good Folks, we are all |
going to ſce this great Horſe ?

All. Ay, ay ; the Horſe, the Horſe © Fn NES.

Briftle, Look ye then, Neighbours, let us march ©
ſoberly and decently in roaring good Order, as
thoſe civil Gentlemen, call'd che Mob, ſhould
do; and [I'll be Captain Tom your Leader. |

iſ Mob. You our Lezder! Why, who are you ?

Brifile.. Who am I, Feck Sauce £ Why, I am the
ſz:ond Man in the Nation ; I am the King's bead
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Brifpler Ay, who but a Cobler ? I'd have you _ |,
tr knowEhet I am the Man thar put ſuch a Rout _ i
page $olcs upon the King's laſt Neat Learhee |
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Shogree- that he has kick: the whole Grecian Ar. 1

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Weout of the Kingdom, and his Majeſty
are-the two great Savers of the Nation.

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All, Ay, ay, a Captain! a Captain, a Caprain /
Briflle., Then follow your Leacer. Bur for

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Wife. Barbzrous indeed, if you knew all,
34 M:4. And to fo pretty a Create |!

IWife. O Laud, Sir, pretiy!
34 Mob, So p etty that I muſt 'make bold.

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Wife, Now Bleſſings cn the Honey ſweet Eyes

of 35ov, dear Fir. O this unnatural Brute of a

I Husband ! has he no mcre Conſcience in him,
than to keep me lockt vp at home, when ther:

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The Scene ohens and diſcovers Paris and He'en,
fronting the Audience, riding in a trinmphar! Ch: -
riot, drawn by :wo white Elephants, mounted +y
two 'Pages in embroider d Liveries, The ſi:t
Wings are ten Elephants more, bearing on their
= Backs open Caſtles, umbraged with Canopies <
F Gold the ten Caſtte: fill'd with ten Perſons vich!y
dreft, the Retinue of Paris ; and on the Elephan':
Necks ride ten 0:0 Pages in the dike rich Dreſ-,
Beyond and ev'r the Chariot, is fetti.a Viſtce of
the City of Troy ; on the Walls of which fland
ſeveral Trumpeter s ſeen behind and awenithe Head
of Paris, who ſeurd at the Opering of th6;Seene,

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Paris Whilfi the foir Belen in theſe Arms Tine,
Theſe Sweets and ail this 6caut:0u7 Treaſure wil eg

Ten-ſ\miling Years crown'd with my vaſt delight,
Have been but one continued Nuptial Nights |

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Helen, O Parts, for thy Love what have I done? |
What S$:07m95 wave i pull d down !what Dazgers run,
| Afia and Europe wak'd with Wars Alarms !

Sr Kingdoms in a Blaze,and all the World in Arm: *

Far, But now thoſ- Wars are done,and Troy's invincible
| Yes, my-ſair Life, the Coward Greeks are fled,

Aad leave me Lord of Thee — ,

Ard now whea the try'd World's lang Diſcord reaſe 2

We'll rune our Tramps of War to Songs of Feace.

Where Hefor dragg'd in Blood, I'll drive around,

The Walls of Troy with Love and Lawre!s crown d.

Enter Caſſindia,

Caſſ.. O Paris, Paris ! all this pageant Pride,
And' that criumphant Sorcereſs by thy ſide !
What Banners can hard-front:d Sin diſplay,
Vhen vile Adaltery adorn'd ſo gay, | \£
Dares front the Light, and ſhame the bluſhing Day!
Hel.O my dear Parts, is that Scrizch-Owl here ?”
Will that eterna! Torturer never leave us?
GC. No, black Adulireſs, cloſe as thy dark Fate I [vr
Bs Py i, thee,
And loud as thy own crying Guilt, I come, |
To eccho thine and Troz's approachiug-Doom-
Yer, headigag Paris. Nop thy mad Career,
And to ghil@cc of F:te unlock thy Ear.
Hesr Haland mc : No: three ſhort Suns ſhall riſe,
SS roy om: Heap of Ruine be; !

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HT of 5: ors 2nd F:re my Ears to fall ?
—_—y No: nd No:ſence cever.ceaſc,

wild Frenzy never give me Peace ©
Err, Pari; ! no; with all thy Load of Sia
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EE The Swge of Troy,

And angry Gods with all the Bolts of Fate,
Blood, Fire and Sword, for thy DeſtruQtion wait.
In 7r0y's one blazing Heap, one funeral Urn,
Sha!t thou and thy adal erous Minion burn,

Par. No more, bold Inſolent, Fil hear vo more,
Do not provoke my Vengeance thus co dare,
Wirth thy vile Breath prophane this heav'oly Fai: :
For if thou dof, by ail the Pow'rs I fwear,

I'll drive my Ctariot o'er thy trampled Head,
Beneath my rowling Wheels I'1! cruſh thee dead.

C, Yes, thow ithalt bear ro more, laſcivous Boy,
Stain to the Blood! from thee, the Fate of Troy !
Thy bluſhing Siſter takes her weeping Eyes,
Noe =_ thy - Threats, but from thy Shame ſhe

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Par, Hark! what Celeſtial Muſick's this I hear ''
= See, ſee Love's Goddeſs from her heavenly Sphere,
Bright Yenus dreſt in her divineſt Ray, |
Deſcends to grace the Triumphs of this Day.

Yen. Yes, Paris, Lord of the fair Helen's Charms
W—_ I gave that darling Beauty to thy Arms, |
{ - And will preſerve here there. _—
Y Secure for ever thy rich Prize enjay.
- Noenvious Cloud ſhall your fair Pe ann:
Þ -. J'l} ſhine the Guardian Deity of Trois
Mm Parir, O I am loſt in Rapturesnl
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Piece of Muſick in Chorus.

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47 L beauteeus Goddeſs, all Divine,
Our up-rais'd Eyes and Hearts ar» thine ;
To Love we pray, to Lowe we kneel,
Thy Pow'r we own, Try Dart: we feel.
To thy bright Sway, thy ſovere! ign Throne,
Not ſuppliant Mortals bend alone
To the blind God, thy Boy, and Thee,
Even Jove, Almighty Jove, er: vends a Knee,

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Troy, appears the T r0j1n Horſe, being a Figwe of
that Magnitude, that 'tir 19 Foot high to the Top of
| his Back, Th: whole Figure m menjcen adorn'd
'with oll the Trappings, Furniture of a War Horſe,

Staff with rich Gildings, Plumes of Feathers, and
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Under his Feet li.s Sicon, wich # mangled Face al
bloody, his Noſe. cut off, 'bts Eyes cur, &C, bound in

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Copenh | Y, ay, here "cis! Here's che Wonder

_ Briſtle, of Greece, and the Hohour of Trot

All our gown Boys, Huzza !

1-M:b. Wgjl! I never faw ſuch a Sight in all 4

my b ra Days !

2 Mob. Ay, Ne' *ghbour, "tis a wonderful Berft,
that's cerrain.

fop }- Call ſuch a noble Creature Beaſt * why

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Was aware ; but I beg the Horſe's Princely Pardon,
_ andan his Highneſſes molt humble Setvanc,
i Entcr Mrs, Briſt'e.

2 Mob, And how doſt thou like this noble Pal-

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Mife, O wondrons! is a delicate fd Beau-
thap'd Creature! Ah, that T had a Coach and
. Six ſuch Horſes, what a topping Counteſs ſhould
I make ?
Capt. Ard are you get hither, with a Venge-
ance to yeu ?
> , Wife, Ay, my Dear, and all the reaſon in thc
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4,2 Mob. Look, lock there? what's He allg ſh'd
wich Blood and Wounds, that lycs in Chains be-
yeah tf e Horſe's Feet. |

: ML Lets anbiad tam, unbind him.

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; Uy{ Now 'tis my Hour t> mix amongſt the
Groud. This Shape ſecures me.

2 Mob, War arc you, Friend ? £%s Sinn.
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3 Fhatbave uolooe'd my Clans. _
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Durſt bind an ſmcesr Wretch, toad me with Irons,
And galk me thus with all theſe hideous Wounds,
7'he ——__ Merks cf Cowardiſe, -Barbarity.

Wife. Ay. Neighbour, what a fwect Face is
there ſpoil'd ©

Mob Ay, pror Man; they were a pack of
wicked Rogues thet did all this.

Wife Av, and wicked Whores too, Neighbour,
if the Truth were known,

Sinon, Olend your pity ing Ear to a poor bleeding
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The Tyrant King of Grecce has given me all
Theſe hideous Brands, for which I owe him Death :
Curſes and Thunder blaſt him !

Wife, Ay, Friend, you do well to foy your.
Prayers backwards for him. And was it King
Menelaus that uſed you thus vnmercifully ?

Sinon, The Tyrant Menelazs.

Wife. Ay, "cis like him: Cuckolds are alwa! 's
Tyrants, My old Rogue is juſt ſuch another,

Caps: Hark you, Neigabours; Took ye, _ this
Fellow well manag'd, may give us full Light and
Diſcovery why the Greeks are run, and when the
run, and howthey run, and whither they run:

2 Mob A. very good Thought.

3 Mob. Ay, noble Captain, 'But who dares ruſt.
him ? he's a Gree: himſelf.

Ulyſ' Not truſt him, Gentlemen ! who dares not
aſt him? What tho" a Grecian born, with that
torn Face, and all thoſe gaping Wounds, he's

too much loaded with Wroags and Miſeries ro

frve ſuch Maſters now.
' Capt. 'Adad he's ith" right. .

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Wife, Ay, avery pretty Fellow, only his Beard's
a little too long. _
, Capt. Then, look ye; we'll wk bim two or
1 three wiſe Queſtions ; and then carry him to King
Priam to be examined. Piay, Frie-d, why dis
the Grecians leave this Horſe be bind *em ?
Sin, The Gcds that warn'd 'em from the Sie:
| of Troy,
(| Commanded 'em to leave this Monument
| A Pledpe of Peace ne'er to return in Arms,
2 Mb, This Monument we'll tave drawn into
the Ciry. BD
All. Ay, ay! into the City, into the City !
Capt. Hold. hold a little ; How will you g-t
1t there ? the G:tes are all roo low.
3 Meb. Ay, Poxo' the Devil ; 31), all too low,
+ Mob, A lundove ! all rniced !
- 2 Mob. The who!e Show ſpoil'd + we ſhall never
get it in.
_. Al, O never, never, never ? |
Ulyſſ. What ! all a-mort, wy honeſt Friend
.- and Country-men ? |
Not lead this Trophy of the Trojax G'ory
Iato. fair-Troy's proud, City ; *cauſe the Gates,
A e only arch'd roo low | Let not tha: ſtop ye,
Pull down the Walls, and pive it Entrance there,
- All. Pull down the Walls !
Ulyſ. Ay, Geatlemen, make a large Breach ;
) if poſible,
E — Large as your own Grcat Seuls; the Wa ls pull

And hive ix drawn in Trivmph thro! che Town,
» © 1 Mob. Do you hear that, noble Coptain ?-

' Capt, Ay, Pox o'r, do I hear ir, whats Nunce

of a Dag am 1 that I could rn.0t thick of this # |

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Capt; Do! why pull down the Walls, pull
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The Scene ſbuts.
U.yſ. Now Vengeance moves ſecure, Now
impious Paris !

Thy Mother's fatal Dream when thou weet born;

That f:om her Womb ſhe had a Firebrand torn,
Should ſet ail Troy in Flames, (ba!] be fulfill's,
All ſes]'d with Fate— Troy ſhall in Flames expire,
This Arm, and thy hot Luſt hs] light go +04
| | Exit,
Ent:cy C:iſſandra alone,
Caf, Why was I born Troy's V.rgin Oracle,
Th impending Fate of Empne to. forete],
Y<c never be belicv'd * Yet a: the la
I've begg'd the Gods a Miracleto perform :
No more then Pari:'s Ceaf Ears [ll flor,
H $s nobler Serfes row I will furprize,
And preach bright Reaſcn to his blinded ye
| Exit,
The Scene opeus and diſcovers the Temple of Diana,
cenſiſting of tew Pieces of Painting, in each of
whici) are ſecn ten Statues of the Heathen Gas,
viz. Jupiter, Juno, Pallas, Apolio. Neptune,
Thetis, Mars, Veru:, Ceres and Mercury,
In the Temple is a rich Altar picce, in the middle
of which, on 2 Pedeſial, ſianas 8 young Woman
dreſt in Cloth of Gold, repreſenting the Statue of
Dians, holding a Hunting ſpear in her Hand ;
and on two other Pedeſtalr, ſtand two more young
Women, repreſenting tuo of ber Nymphs. "Over
this Altar-piece are ſeen three beautiful Cincles of
Clouds, and Diana is ſcen driving in a Chariot
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Enter # Proceſſion of Prieſts and! Prieſteſſes' is
Peftiments adorn'd with Silver Creſcents.
Vocal Muſick;
Right Cynthiz, ſovereign Que-n of Light,
With a Ithy Vaſſal-Stars ſo bright,
Where the Caleftial Glories ſhins ;
T» thee, to thee,
We bend 4 Kn-e,
Orty of Triumph thine. «
Encer Tarts and Helen, Their Trains bore up by
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Pari;. Since Trozy*sDeliverance at Diana'sShrine,
Has brought you here to pay your Rites divine,
This Sacred Song with thar Arrrattion draws,
That take our Knees j-in'd in this hatlow'dCa-ife.
Pri-#,Tf our reſounding Song of Triumph calls
Such princely Heads to grace our ſicred Walis,
R ife, raiſe your Airs, if poſſible, yer higher;
When ſuch J1Yuftrious Glory joins the Choir,
P:aceſſion begins again.
BRight Cyr.thia, #o our folems Vows
Thy gracious Ear incline ; :
Br4!1d no leſs than princely Brows
; Oar ſolemn Offerings joyn,
Our Foes are run,
A Our Fea's are done ; |
The Greeks ar? fed, and Troy's our own.
- Eitey Caſſandra.
w Helen: Hi ! do I ſee that perſecuting Pace! 4
Biings ſhe new Leads of Scandal; new Diſgrace
To throw on my fair Fame! | 5
Pay. No Danger fear,
Theſe ſacred Walls will bear no Inſult bere.
Caſ. O Paris, what miſtaken Piery ge
Has broughbr thee here Can it tou who bead 't
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Par. Whar brings thee here f- tou gav'lt thy
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The Gods have given me pow'r to aft a Miracle,
S:eft rhou thoſe glitt'ring Scatues of the Deities,
|. 211 their ſhining Robes of Gold array'd ? |
Par. Yes, zl coo bright for thy v ezk Blaſt to *
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Park as thy Crimes, 1'1! at one Breath transform,
And hang yon ſmiling Skies with all che Flameg
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on the Peaeftals are likewiſe trip? of th ir Cloth of - i
Gold, aud all dr-ft in black ; and the whole Viſtoe |
of rhe Heavens is changed to aflaming Hell,
Cafſ Now, Paris, ſince thou'ſt tent ſo deaf
an Ear by SEW |
To all my Oracles of Truth, ſee there | #11
Will you believe your Eyes ? fe 3H
Par. My Eyes!
Caff. Yes, Infide), oh Boka [11
Will all theſe dreadful Sights convince ? | {| |
Pay. Sights ! ----—- Whar Sights? . Tu
Caſf. Thar bideous, that »m*zirg Scene? "I
Pay. Caſſpndra, WW tar do's tn Diſtraftion mean ? {| |
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Pay. What Clouds ? what Sable?
Ca#/. Look, look there, blind Boy !
no, \ > ogktonn ,foolith, wretched,thoughtle {x
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To idle Miracles make no more Pretence ;
I prithee rave no more; learn to talk Senſe,
But kneel, O kneel, and beg the pity ing Gods
To pardon thee this impious Precfanation,
Enough to make their very Images
Whoſe -ſhining Brams our daried Eyes behold,
Lf poſſible, bluſh through their buc..ithe Gold,
To hear thee talk thus wildly.
Cafſ. Tien thou ſeeſt not
Yondiſmal Transformation ? Par. Transformat ins
I ſee thee all transform'd. Thou that wert bora
A Princeſs, Heir to all thar ſhould adorn
The Courts of Kings, with royalReaſon crown'i I |
But Oh ! thy whole fair Senſes loſt and drown'e
Thovu'rt in thy mad fantaſtick Freozy huri'd,
A roving Lunatick round the wander'd Wortd.
Coafſ. O what Confution ſtrikes my Nartled Ear,
And do you, revercnd Mez, \:e aothing there.
No Change in that high Roof ?
Prieſi A Change in thee
We ſee wich pity. Thy-loſt Wits we fee.
| Caf. Now I am loſt! the low'cing Deftinic:
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- Hel. Now, my dear Love, I am for ever a
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The Scene opens, and diſcovers the Town of Troy,
conſifiing of ten Pieces of unifo: m Painting, r=
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Cenzer of this City flands the Horſe, out of whoſe

Sides, in the Sight of the Audience, two Ladders flip

our, and immediately near forty Soldiers with.

Officers, iſſue out of the Body of che Horſe, all
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Firft Officer. [Throats

Willnow a cheap and eafic Prize be found,
1a their dead Sleep and drunken Reveis drown'd.
OF. Bur huſb, lie cloſe, 'rill the great Signal's
The King and all che Army wait without [giv'o,
To ſecond tte great Blow we muſt begin,
Returning by the Night's proteQing Shade,
Entring that Breach the Tr9jan Hands have made...

[ The Scene ſhuts,

Enter Mob drunk, ”7

x Mob. Wely, Captain, we have had a tory
rory Night on'r. |

Capt. Ay, Neighbour, the noble Prince Paris

has made all the Conduits in the Town piſs
Claret, and given us ſuch Feaſting and Toping,

2nd Fidling and Roaricg, 'till we are a)l Princes
as great as himſelf.

All, Ay, ay, all Princes, all Princes !

Capt. O Neighbours, here are rare Days com»

ing on- - Now the Wars are done, and Peace

and-Plenty are pouring in upon us; we ſhall

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Cap. Sure why I have Pricce Paris's own:
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Capt, And we his loyal and obedient Subje®:
afrer his own pious Example, walk upright!y,

| and live ſoberiy, and are all drunk fox Joy.

Entey Wife,
Wife. Ay, there's my Beaſt, Cpt. Tom, and
Capt. Sor too. Pox on him, now muſt I play
the Hypocrite, and coaxs' him home to Bed: !*

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I found thee, my Deary? Well, my Dear, thou

' haſt made a merry Night on't. Burtcome Chick-

_ tis paſt Midnight, and pcichee ler's home tc

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' Whore. Thou ſhalt ke-p me, my Dear; and

fo pricthee go home to Bed. |
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Capt. Say yo ſo? |

Koh Then home let: be jogging, there take t'61 her Noggin;,

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The Scene opens, and diſcovers the Town withont the
Horſe. Enter King, Ulyfles, Grecians, Guard:
and Attendants, all with drawn Swords in one
Hand, and lighted Flambeaux in the other.
King. Now, Vengeance, thonure my own!
Now, impious Troy !
Thy Fall draws en. Burn, raviſh and ceſtroy;
Heap Piles of Fire thro! ev'ry flaming Screer,
| _U!}f. And ſheath your Swords in all the
Throats you meer.
King. Spare reither Age nor Sex.
U/ Nor Shrices nor Temples ſave,
Make all one crimſon, and one blazing Grave.
| King, Pull both with Fiie and Sword, that
Vengeance down,
'T511 Trcy ſhall ev'n at once both burn and drown:
Think kow you build th' adultrcus Helen's: Urn,
'Hct as her Luſt, ker Fureral Pile ſhou'd burn. |

During theſe Commana: given by the King, the vol
aiers run up and down ihe Streets, ſeemingly ſet-
ting the Town on Fire, whilſt near forty Windows
or Port. holes in the ſeveral Paintings, all appeay
on Fire, the Flame: catching from Houſe to Howſe,
and all perfor m'd by Illuminations and tranſpas
rent Paintings ſeen ſcatter'd th1o the Srenes, both
in the Upper and Lower Town. [Excunt.

Here enter ſeveral Trojans in variens and difirace
ted Poſtures, through the flaming Streets, purſued
by the Grecians ; oth:r Giecians running away

with young Women in their Arms, ys " Wu" ſe.

weral Shricks and Crics, &c. ;
of Dae Paris. © - -: ap Fire
'P. '0 theſe dread Flames ! Fove poors hiswrach»

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I've loſt my Helen! there's my Stroke of Fate !

Enter Caſſandra, (Troy ?

Cafſ. Now, Unbeliever,fee thoſe blazing Ruins

Par, Caſſanara \ '. pn

Cofſ. Behold thy Country, Father, Brothers,
All, all thy bleeding ViRias ! ſee their Fall,
And tremble at thy owgy their burning Gravet
Not ha'f ſo hot as thy infernilifgires.

Par. I dare not ſee that Face ; it trikes a Bluſk,

C. If chou canſ} blaſh,b;uſh to che Gods,nortme,
What though the black Adulterer, yet thou ar:
A Brother till, and I've a Siſter's Hearc.

Par. O divine Goodneſs ! now I am loſt indeed,
*Tis thrs* this only Wound my Soul.cou'd bleed.

C. Farewel ; prepare tote, thou haſt not Three Þ
Repenting Minutes left 'twixt Dea:h and thee, :
Forſook by all the World, and only mourn'd by me.

P. Thou Oracle of Fate, to thy great Doow F bow,
Not overtock by Death, I'll meer him now. [Exi:,

Enter King, Ulyſſes, end Guards,
King. Burn out, my blazing Fengeance, burn
; ſo brigher,
'T'ill the pale Stars of this immortal Nizhr, :
Shrink ia their Heads at thy divicer Light.

| Enter Paris. |
Par. Where is the Fate I'd micet ?
King. Traytor, "tis here, |
_ Par. I know that Face too well. REES |
King. And this keen Stecrl . b-
Shall know thy Heart as well. -
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' fond Love, farewell. Dies,

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K, Uakind Ulyf” s, would'ſt thou rob my Glory,
His Death, and by this Arm of Juſtice given.
No, Paris, meet tt.y Fate, and from this Hand ;
Let public k Scafiolds meaner Heads demand.
Tho' thy Soul's blacker than Perdition, ſtill
Thou'ſt Priam's Royai Blood thy Veins to fill;

'That only Clzim do's for his Vengeance call,

Thou'ct born a Prince, and by a Kirg ball fall.

Thus to thy Hear: ! © [ Fights and kills Paris,
Pari:. O King! chon'ſt aim'd cog well,
K,Down, Royal Monſter, tothy Throne in Hell
Pari:. Vain World ? and what's more vain,

Helen Enters above.

Hel. My Pari: D:ad! On this ſaid ObjeQ fixr,
Eyes look your laſt, 'tis Hclen's Fats comesnext !

K. Ha ! Scize the Traitreſr,bring her to my Venge«

[ ance,

Bring ber Alive,for Wheel:,and Recks,and Torrares,
Whole Years of Death. 1
- Hel, No, I defy thy Pow”; !

Here 1 am fGafe, within this Flaming Tow'c.
I fee what Fate does my dear Paris ſhare ;
For him [I liv'd, for him alone was fair :
Ard ſince my Joys in his cold Urn lie Dcad,
Theſe curling Flames ſhall be my laſt warm Bed,
Look up then to this ſhining Bed of Fire,

'And fee the Phoenix of ete World expire.

| [ Leaps down into the Fire,
— King. She has bravely 'ſcap'd me.
Ulz/. Yes, when thus ſbe fell.

She has pe form'd, Great Sir, an I'] Part well.

K.* Tisdone ! 'tis done | this Brace of Treitors
[{lain,

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| Copt, Andare weſure we are all alive, Neigh- |} !

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Capt. Hope ! alas, Hopes are all deceitful. Nv

For, we that are heie were all- living Men bur
Yeſterday, and who knows but we ſhall find our FP
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"2 Mob, Truly, like enough. And yetlT hope FI
we are got a lirtle out of Harms way; out of En
the Wal's of that miſerable Town of Slaughter.

3 Mob. Ay, miſerable indeed; for never was
ſach Fire and Sword work ever ſeen: Ay, Chp- Fr
tain, our:poor Neighbour $:7rch che Taylor, 1
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..3 Mb, O:ftrangely, very ſtrangely! Tho' | r;
the good Man was as honeſt a poor Cuckoſd as
any in the Kingdom, yet bis Hoins cou'd nct
ſecure his Head. His Brains were knock'd our.

Capt. Alas, .poor Scirch 5 | F

3 Mob. And then there's that honeſt trae
Pitcher-mann, Ralph Horſenail the Fartier : He
goor Fellow h:d his Head cut off

Capt. His Head cut off! and how did che
_ Poor Fellow look after his Head was:car off ? I
watcant ye.. very ſheeptthly. Ay, Neighbours,
to have one's:Head cut off, is enough to piit any

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Capts Ay, Captain, az you fay, the poor Fel.
low was a little daſht at ic; buc the honeſt Dad

had' the good Fortune to catch his Head be-
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bis good Friend Captain B ile to lead him an
Aw] and a Cobler's End to ſtitch it on ag: in.
Capt. 1 ſtirch it, on again ! Alas, Fam qu
broke! my Ends and my Awls, and. my whole
Stall burnt down. Nay, my poor Wiſe's burac
cro0., I have loſt as good a Wiſe as a Man
would d:(ire to part withal, MK
1 Mob. The poor Caſſandra has been a true
Propheteſs. EN 0%
2 Mob. Ay, and I might have been a Prc-
phet coo, if I had thought on't._ I am fure
I have ſeen Signs and TokenS"enovgh to prog-
noſticate ſad Times, diſmal; Times!
Capt, What Signs and Tokens ? | £
2 Mob, Why, 'twas 'no longer ago that
Cother Night, as I was at Supper 'i the
Chimney-coraer, a whole Family of Swallowy
thar had occupied the [Tenement theſe ref
Years, fell down, Neſt and-all, into the Por-
ridge-por, and quite ſpoil'd the Broth, -
Capt: Oh wondrous | the Fate -of Troy to a
Tittle + Down fell the [Neſt of Swallows :
Down . falls 'the City of Troy. And where
was this Fall, but in the Ctimney, all int
Fire and Smoak? Troy, Troy, again exaQly
Then into what did they fall but the Por-
ridge-pot 7 And how many thoufand poor Fa.
milies have tais Night went to Pot, as well
as. the Neſt of Swallows ?' ——— Af, Neth.
tour ! hadſt thou been:an honeſt. Man,. and
a _ true Subjet, and went: and -told 'the King
this prodigious Warning piece, is had been
enoogh.to .hive' open'd. his Eyes to the Na-
tion's Nanger, and haye ſav'd the Town, and
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- Arch, over @ Terra:-Walk, i; ſeen a Beantiful
Garden of fix fide Wings ' adorn' with Statues,
and ending in s Viftoe of Garden-work. ©

The King, Ulyſſes, and all his Grecians ard
Guards appearing by him,

. Mob. Where are we now ?

_ King, Stop your dewoying Hands, your
| Swords all ſheath, TA og

E have had enough of Ruin, Fire and Death.
or you poor Wretches, you've ſevercly felr,

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Here I bave finiſbe my e. - Enjoy
YourLives andLiberties; go and rebuild your Troy,
- M6; Huzzah!'

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19.8 A our Aing iIrom me, hes
a very civil Gentiewn Ri and 3. he's ſo bum-
bly Gracious to bid us. build our Town again,
ficike up F iddles, we 'H give him a Song and a
Dance at parting. 10 Jt 59

* | Entert6imwent of ſevearl Dialogues and Dan»
After 'which, the King and the reft come
* Grace, and Ulyſſes ſpeaks, Yew

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